They didn't warm like usual.

Every few days we meet folks from all over the world.
We don't work here, we are just the house clowns.
Usually they are thrilled to meet us, see our bikes and be on vacay.
This time the guests just stared silently at us as I introduced myself and showed them their room.
I told them about the filtered water and pointed out the towels but they didn't look in the direction I pointed.
They just awkwardly backwards-walked to their room and slammed the door. I never saw them again.
I don't need to be liked by everyone, it just rolled off my back as usual.
Then I walked by a mirror.
Earlier, Olive and I were making out and I had her red lipstick covering my entire lower face.
I didn't look like a clown, I looked like I was just devouring a wildebeest on the Serengeti with the jackals and hyenas.

That gave me a good laugh.
I guess I should start paying better attention now that we are house clowns.

like what we do?
jar. Here is a link to our online hat. :)
http://oliveanddingo.com/donate/

We are not employees but we do like getting paid. 
I was thinking of stealing a page from the carnival ride playbook.
 Y'know how when you go down the log ride, they offer you a pic of your trip? 
Maybe the clowns can do the same and offer the guests photos of themselves that the clowns took of them while they were sleeping? 
YES!